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I kneel in front of the toilet, my stomach churning, and I can't help but wonder how long this morning sickness will last. I take deep breaths, trying to steady myself as I wait for the wave of nausea to pass.
After what feels like an eternity, the worst of it subsides, and I lean back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.Morning sickness, I’m sure, is never pleasant, but it is a constant reminder of the life growing inside me, a life that brings both joy and uncertainty.
I know I should probably tell someone about my pregnancy soon, but the fear of their reactions keeps me silent for now.
I muster the strength to stand up and shuffle over to the sink. I turn on the tap and splash some cool water on my face, hoping it might help alleviate the lingering unease. For a moment, it feels refreshing, but then, without warning, another wave of morning sickness washes over me.
Damn it.
My hands grip the sink's edge, knuckles turning white as I hunch over. The sensation is overwhelming, and I can feel my face draining of color. The water in the sink doesn't seem to be helping at all.
With trembling hands, I grab a nearby towel and hold it to my mouth as the nausea intensifies. I close my eyes, trying to focus on my breathing and push through the discomfort.
Ding!
Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I hear the familiar chime of my phone.
With a shaky hand, I reach for it, hoping for some distraction from the persistent morning sickness. My phone's screen lights up with a message notification, and I quickly tap on it to see what it says.
Meet me at the marina. It’s important.
My heart skips a beat as I see that the text is from Alex. The words send a rush of both excitement and anxiety through me.
I quickly type out a reply, my fingers trembling slightly.
On my way.
I take a few moments to compose myself, trying to shake off the lingering morning sickness. After a deep breath, I slip into a white skirt and a delicate white lace shirt. It's a simple yetelegant choice, and I hope it'll make me look confident and put together.
As a finishing touch, I add a ribbon to my hair. I carefully tie it in a loose bow, letting the ends cascade down gently. With one last glance in the mirror, I grab my bag and head out the door.
The marina is bathed in the soft morning light.
Okay, I think,where is Alex?
I step closer, and my surprise deepens when I spot him standing beside a charming rowboat. The gentle breeze rustles his hair, and he wears a warm, expectant smile as he greets me. I can't help but feel a rush of excitement and curiosity.
“What’s this?” I ask, my voice reflecting the surprise I feel.
As I draw near, it becomes evident that he's gone through some trouble to prepare for our meeting. The rowboat is adorned with cushions and blankets, making it look like a cozy floating oasis. On one side, there's a picnic basket filled with delicious-looking treats, and I notice a bottle of sparkling water nestled among the goodies.
“I figured we could do something a little… special,” Alex says as he reaches out a hand to me. “Come on in.”
I'm so touched by his thoughtfulness. It's clear that he put a lot of effort into creating this romantic setting for our encounter.
“Okay,” I say. “Let’s do this.”
A sense of serenity washes over us as we push off from the marina and start rowing around the tranquil harbor. The sun dances on the water's surface, and a gentle breeze plays with our hair. It's a perfect day for this impromptu adventure.
Alex and I engage in light conversation, talking about everything and nothing at the same time. We share stories, jokes, and laughter, our connection deepening with every stroke of the oars. The more we talk, the more I'm drawn to his charm and charisma, and I can't help but smile as I listen to him.
“You know,” Alex says after a while, “this date is much easier than most.”
“Why’s that?” I ask.
“Well,” Alex continues, “I once tried to impress a date by cooking a fancy meal but ended up setting off the smoke alarm. Quite a memorable evening…”
I chuckle. “Oh, that sounds like an adventure.”
